I will be the first to admit that this book is not for everyone—Tierce pulls no punches
in her novel of a twenty-something waitress sexing and drugging her way towards
adulthood. What I will also say is that Tierce’s writing is a thing unto itself, each
sentence unique, not all put together, and exactly perfect. In this beautiful, stripped-raw
story, there exists real heart and a desperation to survive in spite of one’s self.